Blackbeard Resort Reviews Novels & Stories

Desiree smiled happily when Chris looked at them. “What, No way Chris.” Rosco screamed excited. “Haswena here we come.” Chris happily chuckled. It was the resorts of resorts. The beach was made of white sand and the ocean was the beautiful blueish green. It was an a small island filled with the best of ocean and mountains. They could hike or swim all day if they wanted. It was a resort made for couples.

Most of all the customers were dressed in beach wears. I can taste the not very fresh air because there has been many people walking through here. The resort is called Paradise lodge. It is an enormous resort. I grinned from ear to ear as we walked. Jake clenched my hand. "It's beautiful." I said energetically. My eyes lit up in joy. He turned to me, stroked my cheek and looked into my eyes, "no you're the one beautiful." I speechlessly stared into his eyes and blinked twice. "Let's go to the cafeteria, " he dramatically rubbed his tummy, "I'm starving."

Sierra’s POV The journey from Crystal Bay to Villa Marina Resorts had been blissfully uneventful, still and serene compared to the turmoil that had just consumed us. This short escape from our bland reality was all that Jordan and I had ever wanted. The resort, nestled on the outskirts of town, promised peace as well, with its lush tropical gardens, twinkling infinity pools and the hypnotic thrum of waves crashing on the far-off shore. Jordan had chosen this spot for its promise of peace, and I couldn’t have agreed with his choice more.

Bella’s Pov A small smile formed as I climbed out of the car. “It’s beautiful.” I whispered as I looked at the huge beach resort that we would be staying at for the next two weeks. The resort was bigger than any building I had ever seen before. It was like 10 times as long as our company. The pearly white and black trimming of the building almost seemed out of place if not for the clouds and the mountain that were in the distance. “How is there snow on that mountain but not here?” I asked. I furrowed my brows and looked at the mountain that clearly had a lot of snow on it.

This was a neutral ground for the Sopttyi underworld, a place where the Blackwell enforcers kept the peace with iron fists. He pushed the door open. The scent of stale tobacco, spilled bourbon, and old sweat hit him like a physical blow. The bass from the speakers rattled his teeth. Timothy scanned the room. It was early, but the booths were already filling with the kind of men who carried heat under their tailored jackets. He moved to the bar, sliding onto a stool between two hulking figures. "Whiskey. Neat. The most expensive bottle you’re hiding." The bartender, a bald man with a scar running through his eyebrow, grunted and reached for a bottle. Timothy didn't plan on drinking it. Alcoho

Blake finally revealed their whereabouts when they landed. Bora Bora. Lacey was definitely surprised. She had never been to Bora Bora. From what she understood, it was one of the most romantic locations in the world – along with her beloved Paris, of course. Blake had rented them a two bedroom luxury beachfront villa at the Four Seasons Resort. The living room and dining room was an open floor plan. The villa had a terrace with a private pool and outdoor kitchen and shower. The living space was large, filled with ivory furnishings with colorful throw pillows. The walls were light-colored wood. The roof appeared to be made out of straw, but surely wasn’t. There were other villas around them,

Across from me, Mason's foot played with mine, a secret game of footsie that made my toes curl. After dessert, Mr. Jonathan slapped the table. "Your mother and I are going to the lounge for a nightcap. You four... try not to get into too much trouble." His eyes twinkled. "The resort has a beautiful hot tub on the deck by the pool. Adults only after nine." It was all the permission we needed. Back in the room, we changed into swimwear. Brielle put on a conservative one-piece. I chose my tiniest black bikini. The guys wore board shorts. We grabbed towels and headed down.

Micah was wearing an impatient expression when he took off his sunglasses. He looked at Mr. White and his group, taking in their displeased expressions. He then swept his indifferent gaze over Stella and me. "Micah!" "Daddy!" Stella and I called out to him at the same time. However, Micah simply frowned. His voice took on a critical edge when he demanded, "What are the two of you doing? Who said you could come to Moonrise Bay? "Don't you know that I booked the entire place today to host my important guests? Take Stella and leave now. You're embarrassing me by being here."

she murmured as she buried her face in my chest and hugged me tightly as if she were afraid to lose me. We stayed on the upper deck of the yacht during the reminder of our journey to the island, enjoying the fantastic scenery around us. After a few hours of travel, we finally arrived at the Blue Sky Resort, a two-hectare secluded private resort. The powdery white sand, the sparkling blue water, and the palm trees add to the allure of the resort. My family and I proceed to our cabin, equipped with modern amenities. The cabin has four rooms, each spacious and fitted with bathrooms and saunas.

I beamed. We were welcomed by staff while entering the hotel premises as he claimed that it connected the resort with the environment. The theme of the resort was nature and the refreshing wind near the shore made it so beautiful. He arranged a dinner date at the beach. The banquet table is set up under the gazebo. “As you asked, no one will disturb you here,” One of the crew said, showing us the place. “That's good,” He said, placing his hand on my waist. “Have a nice dinner” the girl with curly hair said, smiling at us.